My story begins 10 years ago when I became an active member of an Oasis (the band) fan-run Internet community, called OasisFanatic. It brought thousands of members from various national, cultural and language backgrounds together into a micro-global village.
The # 1 Reason You Should Talk To Strangers: a.k.a. “Meet The Incredible Lewis Family”
As kids, many of us grow up being told not to talk to strangers, and for good reason. But if we don’t start talking to strangers when we get older, we miss out on meeting some amazing people, who can change our lives in many ways. I had such an experience a couple years ago when boarding a crowded train in Peru, and sat next to a family who was traveling the world. After introducing myself, I was spellbound at what they had to say, and their story changed the way I look at life, myself and the world in general.
The Burdens of Feddal and Others of the Clan
She was led, while a child, to see the retreating forces of Charles Edward (i.e. Bonnie Prince Charlie) pass from Falkirk to Culloden. Her uncle, the Laird of Feddal and Shawn, in whose house she was brought up followed the fortunes of the Prince to battle, was never more heard of, alive or dead.
Dispatches From Mayne Island: Lessons on Life, Death and Leadership
Mayne Island, life and death blend naturally together. Death feels different here than in the urban and suburban environments. Life and death are not engaged in a struggle. They embrace as the body of lovers merging into one body. This is the natural blending of life, life’s vitality and beauty, and is nourishment for the soul when we allow ourselves to be open to the harmony of the natural process. In our times, we attempt to hide death, block and tuck it away from our vision. It is a fallacy to think we can. Death is an ever present reality. Yet we are confronted by a choice.
Let Me
Let me be
This serene bubble
This soothing facade
This warming treachery
The best joke till date
A Journey to Spirit #5: The Clothesline Romance
Life was good. In his hay day, Boo ran The Boat House that sat next door to the Shady Rest on the beachfront in Qualicum. I can still smell the French fries and vinegar, their scent tantalizing my grumbling stomach after a full day of swimming and playing in the sun.
Vivid
She always wrote about love, because love eluded her. It was the enchanted sword that killed fierce dragons. The magic that broke all wicked spells. The remedy for the sick and dying. Love was ‘hope’ after everything was lost.
A Journey to Spirit #4: Memories
We weren’t perfect, but we certainly had fun. Summers were spent lounging on the porch of the old log house, dressing up and playing in the shed or enjoying a day at the beach. We played cards and Yahtzee, drank iced tea and listened through the heat as the sound of the bees zipped in and around us and then slipped away.
Drawn To Men: Possibly More Fun Than Drawing a Bowl of Fruit?
All she had been told was, “to wear some clothes that can get a little dirty.” As the car pulled up in front of the art studio she said, “Ohhhhhhh we’re taking an art lesson! That is so cool!” The maid of honor had to hide her grin, because Crystal really had no idea what they were in for.
Rob Roy Meets James Burden
Here a desperate combat ensued with both men slightly wounded but neither gaining the advantage until Burden’s sword snapped off at the hilt. The Laird of Feddal “expecting to be instantly stabbed to the heart, sprang back and bared his chest to his foe.”
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